The last place Lily thought she would find herself would be an all boys military academy, but after the sudden death of her parents, she finds herself right in the middle of the testosterone drivin student body. Can one boy capture her heart or destroy it

"I'm sorry sir, but if you don't take her
in, then she will be sent to live with a foster family."

"Are you sure there are no other
options?"

"Yes, I have already checked.
You are the only living relative."

With a great sigh General McKain
stood up from his desk, which was strewn with various documents, his
chair scraping lightly against the hard wood floor. He walked over
and stood looking out of the window. His gaze fell on the dorms that
at this point were empty, but soon would be full.

"Okay." He reluctantly
agreed.

He turned to face the man that had
brought this predicament to him. Upon entering he had introduced
himself as Mr.Gerston. He was a rather short, plump, man with a
heavily receding hairline. Compared to himself he looked as if he
could be a midget. General McKain was a tall man standing at 6'6. He
had deep brown hair that was peppered throughout with gray.

"I'm glad that you could do
this. It is so much better for the girl." Mr. Gerston stated as
he rose from his chair and went to shake General McKain's hand.

Without any more words being
exchanged General McKain shook Mr. Gerston's hand and watched him as
he left. After the man had left he returned to his seat behind his
desk, with his head buried in his hands. He had never expected this.
Never. He was not ready for this.

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"Lily, Lily! Come downstairs!"

"I'm coming!" I yelled as I
jogged downstairs to meet my mother, who had been yelling for me.

"Your Dad and I are going out
for dinner. You wanna come?" She asked.

"Nah. You two go. I'm not that
hungry."

"Okay. I'll have my cell on if
you need anything."

"I know."

My mom smiled at me. We went though
this routine every time she left the house. You could say she was a
little protective and worried easily. My dad on the other hand was a
lot more laid back and easy going.

"Bye, Lily. Be good, you know
all that junk." My dad said as he kissed the top of my head and
left arm in arm with my mom.

"Yeah, yeah. Have a good time."
I called to them as they got into their car and drove away.

'Hm…. What to do?' I thought to
myself.

Well after maybe a grand total of
two seconds I ran upstairs to my room. I grabbed the remote to my
stereo and turned the volume up to the max. I immediately grabbed my
brush, ahem, microphone. I love turning my stereo all the way up. My
parents always complain about how loud it is then make me turn it
down, but they were gone so it was gonna be loud. I loved the way it
made the walls tremble and the floors shake.

About an hour later I
had completely tired myself out. You know pretending to be a rock
diva is very tiring. I twitched my stereo off as I trotted
downstairs and into the kitchen. The minute I opened the
refrigerator, the doorbell rang.

'I don't want to buy any stupid
subscriptions!' I thought as I opened the door.

How I wish it had been a
salesperson. Standing in front of me were two cops. One was a man
that looked to be in his early forties, and a woman that seemed to be
in her mid thirties.

"Are you Lily Daniels?" The
man asked me.

"Y..Yes." I quietly
stammered out.

"I'm very sorry. Your parents
were involved in a fatal car accident."

It felt as if the wind has just been
knocked out of me. My knees gave out as I sank to the floor in shock,
my hand still clutching the handle.

"They were hit head on by a
drunk driver on the wrong side of the road- -"

That was all I heard. That was all I
needed to hear. My parents were dead. Gone from my life forever! That
couldn't be possible! Only an hour ago I had been standing right
her talking to them! My chest felt heavy and it was getting hard to
breathe. My cheeks were stained with tears that I didn't know I had
been crying.

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- - - - -

The next three days all seemed like
one big blur to me. The funeral, the burial, all of those people
hugging me and telling me how sorry they were. However one thing
stuck clear in my mind. I was in a small stuffy office with a short,
plump man with a receding hairline. He introduced himself as Mr.
Gerston. He was my parents' lawyer. We had been going over the will
and I wasn't really paying attention. That was until he got to the
part of what would happen to me.

"It is the wish of Trevor and
Kathy Daniels that their daughter Lily Daniels be put in the care of
Eric McKain, their only living relative." He finished reading
from my parents' will.

"So what does that mean?" I
asked him confused.

"It means that you will be going
to live with you Uncle… in London."

"London, Kentucky." I was
okay with that, it wasn't too far from where I lived.

"No. London, England." He
stated simply as if moving to a new country was no big deal.

I sat there in shock. I had lived in
Kentucky my whole life! I had never even visited another country, let
alone move to one! Not to forget that I hadn't seen my Uncle since I
was nine, and considering that I'm now sixteen, that's oh about…
SEVEN YEARS, and now I have to live with him.

Well now that I've gotten you all
caught up, shall we return to the present.

It had been a week since I was told
that I would be moving to London, and her I was sitting in a faded
orange plastic chair, waiting for my flight number to be called.
Glancing down I saw my pink flip-flops and my two small carry on
bags.

"Flight number 149 to London,
England is now boarding." The female voice buzzed over the
intercom.

Sighing I hoisted my bags from the
ground, after pulling down my light pink, and white striped polo. I
slowly made my way to the terminal.

'This is it. My whole life is gonna
change.'

Once I had placed my bags into the
overhead compartment I flopped down into my seat and pulled out my
Ipod, along with my newest issue of Seventeen. Turning the volume up
on my Ipod to drown out the world around me a small smile crept
across my lips. 'Miss Independent' by Kelly Clarkson came blasting
through the earpieces. I had always loved this song.

About half way through my flight I
woke up with my magazine still opened in my lap and 'Move Along' by
the All American Rejects blasting into my head. I turned off my Ipod
and got up to use the bathroom.

Stepping into the small, cramped
bathroom I locked the door, and turned on the water. I splashed water
onto my face and rubbed the sleep out of my almond shaped brown eyes.
I ran my fingers through my shoulder length dark brown hair getting
out the tangles. I brought my head up to look into the mirror. GOD!
I looked horrible. There were dark circles under my eyes, and I
looked pale.

'I can't spend the rest of my life
like this! I can't keep feeling sorry for myself! I don't want this
to ruin my life. I've mourned, and now I'm ready to move on. I'm
gonna make the best of my life!'

After my little metal self pep talk,
I walked back to my seat.

The rest of the flight had rather
boring. Consisting of an overly happy flight attendant that kept
asking me if I wanted some peanuts, a total of four times, and a
three year old boy throwing a tantrum because his mom wouldn't let
him have the peanuts. I thought I was gonna go crazy! Thankfully the
pilot's voice came over the speakers.

"Ladies and Gentlemen, we will
be landing in London, England shortly. Please fasten your seat belts
and remain seated until further notice. Thank you for flying with
American Airlines, have a nice day!"

'Finally! If that lady offered me one
more bag of peanuts, I was gonna shove them down her throat!'

That same flight attendant brought me
out of my thoughts.

"Miss we have landed. You may
now undo your seat belt and exit the plane." She said smiling
the whole time.

Mumbling quick thanks I undid my
seat belt and got my bags down from their prior-resting place.
Walking out into the aisle, bags in hand, I waited as the other
people slowly shuffled off the plane. I ended up waiting behind the
mom with the three-year-old boy, who was now peacefully asleep in her
arms with his thumb in his mouth.

After waiting for ten minutes I
finally stepped off the plane and into the airport. I grabbed the
rest of my luggage from the waiting station and proceed towards the
exit to find the find that I had been told would be waiting to pick
me up.

After a while of waiting I spotted a
man dressed in army attire holding a small white sign with clean
black letters that said DANIELS.

"Hi." I said as I
approached him.

At first he looked a little confused
but shook the look from his face and replied with a stiff 'hello'.
He grabbed my luggage and put into the trunk of a black car. He then
opened the back door and waited for me to get in.

"Thanks." I offered with a
small smile as I climbed in, he shut the door behind me without
responding.

The car ride was long, silent, and
uncomfortable. He kept glancing at me in through the mirror, with a
weird look in his eyes. It looked like curiosity.

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After forty-five silent
minutes I found myself looking out the window to see a sign that
read, 'Wilmington Military Academy for – ' I didn't even
finish reading the sign, I was shocked.

'That just said Military Academy! I'm
supposed to go live with my Uncle! Not go to Military school!'

"Miss, we're here." The man
stated from the front seat.

He got out of the car and opened my
door. I slowly climbed out and said a quiet 'thank you.' He nodded
his head and went to get my luggage out of the trunk. I looked around
in amazement taking in the surroundings.

There were four identical buildings
each made out of deep red brick and three stories high. Off to the
side were several smaller buildings that looked like offices. On the
opposite side sat a large three-story building, which seemed to
resemble a school. Off in the distance I caught a glimpse of what
looked like an obstacle course.

'OKAY! I AM NOT DOING AN OBSTACLE
COUSRE!' I screamed inside my head.

"This way miss." The man
said as he headed towards one of the buildings that looked like an
office carrying your luggage.

I followed behind him carrying the
two small bags I had taken on the plane with me. We reached a small
red brick building. I waited as he knocked on the oak door.

"Come in!" Came a deep
voice from behind the door.

He opened the door to reveal a small
office with a man in his mid to late forties that had dark brown hair
that was peppered with gray, sitting behind a large mahogany desk.
The man that had brought me here nodded his head in the other man's
direction and left with my luggage/

"Please, sit down." He said
motioning to a chair opposite his desk.

I sat down in the wooden chair; the
silence was like it had been on the car ride.

"You don't remember me do
you?"

"No, I'm sorry." I said
shaking my head.

"Well I didn't expect you to.
It has been nine years." He said with a small smile.

"Uncle Eric!" I said in
disbelief.

"Yes. You look very different
yourself Lily. You seem to have grown into a fine young lady."

"Thanks." I replied.

"What are you now… sixteen?"

"Yeah."

"I am very sorry about your
parents and I am sorry that I couldn't male it to the funeral. I
was busy making arrangements for you."

"It's okay." I replied
trying to sound nonchalant.

"Yes, well." He said
clearing his throat. "If you haven't already noticed this is a
Military Academy. I work and live here. I have made arrangements for
you to attend school and live here, but I have asked that you be
excluded from all military related activities.

'THANK GOD!' I silently cried in my
head.

"Okay."

"You will live in the junior
dorms with the rest of the juniors. Here is your room key." He
said as he handed me a small key with the number 314 printed on it.

"Your luggage has already been
brought up to your dorm room."

"Thanks." I said as I took
the key from him.

"Oh and I am sorry but you're
going to have three roommates. There was no room left for you to have
your own room."

"That's okay. I'm fine with
sharing."

"A..And there is one more thing
you should know."

"What?"

"This is an all boys academy."

'What did he just say!?!?!?!?!'

"W..Wh..What?"

"I know that this is a shock,
but there were no other options. The boys will arrive later today,
back from fall break."

"S.So I'm sharing a room with
three guys?"

Yes, I am very sorry and since this
was such short notice, none of them know that you are here yet, so it
will be quite a surprise for them too."

I couldn't say anything. What were
you supposed to say to that? "Oh golly gee thanks!" NO!
this was going to be just great. Just fucking great!.

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